"Master Luo..." Hua Chengtian was quite surprised.
Seeing his savior Luo Song walking out of the carriage in a good mood, his eyebrows instantly curved.
"Why does Uncle Hua still call me Mr. Luo? Just call me Xiao Luo and Xiao Song. Doesn't Uncle Hua want to recognize me as a junior?"
The tone was very intimate, which showed that Luo Song was in a very good mood.
Hua Chengtian: "..."
The relationship between them is not close enough to call Ronaldinho, but Luo Song is still good enough to call him.
However, the man did not dwell on this and immediately nodded, "Luo Song, you are here to see Yun Ao." Hua Chengshuai moved the bullwhip in his hand, and the carriage behind him quickly followed.
Fortunately, the roads in Huajia Village are fairly wide, otherwise it would be difficult for two cars to go parallel.
Unexpectedly, Luo Song shook his head, "I'm not here specifically to visit Grandpa Hua, Grandma Hua, and Uncle and Aunt Hua. Isn't it the end of the year soon? I'm here to give pre-holiday gifts to a few elders."
"Why is this child so polite to give you a pre-holiday gift? He hasn't finished the food he brought last time." Hua Chengtian frowned and looked at Luo Song.
But I knew in my heart that the child was still thinking about the life-saving grace. Otherwise, why would he make this special trip? At the same time, I felt more relieved. Luo Song was so kind and affectionate, and he would definitely not talk too much about Xue Yan.
"Uncle, these are all our own things. We didn't spend any money on them." Luo Song felt warm in his heart.
"That's not okay." He seemed to feel that his voice was a little louder. He glanced at Luo Song and slowed down, "Uncle Luo Song knows that your family is not short of money. You have already said that I am not an outsider. You can't do this next time." , just come here, I will ask your aunt to prepare delicious food for you."
No matter how great the kindness is, it will eventually be used up. Hua Chengtian thinks further and does not want to waste it on unnecessary things.
It had been a long time since anyone had said this to him. Everyone else was eager to get more benefits from him.
The temperature outside the car was so cold that it made people shiver, but Luo Song felt really warm at the moment.
"Hey, listen to uncle." Luo Song had never grinned widely before, showing his big white teeth.
The handsome and handsome man actually looked a bit naive at this moment, and the aura of aristocratic young master on his body suddenly decreased, making people feel that it was no longer so difficult for people to approach him.
Even Hua Chengtian felt that this guy was pretty good at this moment, and he felt more close to him.
"Chengtian...who is on the carriage?" The passing villagers looked curiously at the carriage traveling with Hua Chengtian.
"Uncle Cong, he is Yun Ao's classmate. He is here to play." Hua Chengtian smiled and introduced simply.
Old man Hua Cong suddenly realized that he was Yun Ao's classmate, so that was no wonder.
The people on the carriage looked different from them. They were dressed in gorgeous clothes and looked like they were young men from wealthy families.
Let’s just say that I have never heard that Huaman’s family has such rich relatives.
"It turns out he's Yun Ao's classmate. Go home quickly. It's too cold outside." Hua Cong smiled and waved his hands, looking at the noble young man in the car without daring to disturb him any more.
Hua Chengtian nodded.
Hua Cong looked at the exquisite carriage going away, not only with a touch of envy in his eyes, but also thinking about whether to let his grandson go to school.
How can I have the opportunity to meet such rich friends if I don’t study?
But when he thought about the cost of studying, Hua Cong immediately withered.
The idea is good, but just think about it, the family can barely make enough money to eat, how can there be extra money to send the children to study?
Sighing, Hua Cong shook his head and returned home, thinking that maybe he should go to the village chief's house to get some lessons, and try to grow some indoor vegetables next year.
Hua Cong is not the only one who has this idea. Seeing Mrs. Lin and her family earning a lot of money, many people in the village are jealous and can’t help but have the idea of growing vegetables. But now it’s too late and they can only wait until next year. .
Here Hua Chengtian and Luo Song had already arrived at the door of his house. Before he opened the door and went in, he shouted inside.
"Mom, Dad, Yun'ao, come out and see who's coming?"
His voice made everyone who was warm in the main room come out one after another, especially Xiaosi, the liveliest one, who ran the fastest and struggled to move the door that was heavier than him.
At first, everyone thought it was the daughter (sister-in-law/aunt) and the others. After all, the son (husband/father) went to their house when he went out, so the couple felt a little excited!
Then I saw the horse's head following the bullock cart, and my excitement suddenly disappeared.
Yes, the two girls are also very busy, so there is no way they can come here easily.
I was disappointed, but I was still happy when I saw the handsome young man on the carriage.
"It turns out to be Luo Song, you kid, why is it such a cold day? Come in quickly and get in the house." Mrs. Hua shouted enthusiastically, stepped forward and grabbed Luo Song's hand, "Look at how cold this hand is." It hurts. He was about to pull the person into the main room, and Old Man Hua also followed suit.
Seeing a family that made him feel warm, Luo Song hurriedly called for people with a smile on his face, even Xiaosi did not miss them.
Hua Yun'ao was also quite pleasantly surprised. Maodong's life had been so boring recently, so Luo Song came over just in time to study some parts of the book that he had not been able to understand.
If Luo Song knew that Hua Yun'ao was looking forward to his arrival so much just because he wanted to study the contents of the book with him, I wonder if he would regret it. After all, he is not a person who loves learning.
"Brother Luo, why don't you send someone over so that I can pick you up?" Hua Yun'ao looked at his friend happily.
Facing such an enthusiastic family, looking at Grandma Hua and his friends, Luo Song almost didn't know who to answer first, but obviously the elders were more important.
He raised the corner of his mouth and looked at Old Madam Hua affectionately, "Grandma Hua, I'm not cold." Luo Song said, showing off the ermine fur cloak on his body.
"You said it's not cold. Look, your little hands are cold. Come on, come in quickly."
He had no choice but to face such an enthusiastic old lady. Luo Song only had time to glance at the boy in the carriage and signaled the boy to unload the things in the carriage.
Although there was a slight difference when Luo Song came to Huajin, he didn't find it too strange. After all, this guy showed himself to be a person who repays kindness, so it didn't seem that strange that he would come.
Of course, as one of the hosts, she also expressed her welcome, with a sweet smile on her face.
But she didn't go into the house with her family. Her eldest brother, grandma, and mother were there, so it wasn't her turn to greet people.
Instead, my second brother and I helped my father go to the backyard to unload the bullock cart.
Brother Hua hurriedly added feed and water to the rhubarb at home. He felt sorry for the rhubarb in such a cold day and should comfort it.
When the second brother was not paying attention, Hua Jin also smuggled out some fresh grass and sweet potatoes that were cut quickly. When he saw the fresh grass, Rhubarb was obviously happy. He rubbed his little master with his huge head and then Happy to eat.
I touched Dahuang's head and slowly followed my father and second brother back to the front yard. As soon as I entered the yard, I saw the young boy getting up and down on the carriage. The fourth boy was helping with bright eyes. The ground below was already full of things. Got something.
The number of things was almost as much as what Luo Song brought last time, or even worse.
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